Following the downward progression of an ALS patient is truly about as exciting as watching paint dry. Yesterday, I had a conversation related to relationships within my family that for once I am going to withhold. Actually, it’s wrong to say “for once.” I’ve always held back and also often intimated family problems. Still, the recent experience was a nadir. But is that true? Things unfortunately can always get worse. It was bad enough so that, paradoxically, it calmed me: No need to be tormented by suspicion concerning my children. My worst fears in this one instance have been resolutely confirmed and outdone. Memorandum to myself: live with it. No whining. If thine eye offend thee, cast it out. I never understood Jesus’s injunction, but now I somehow think that I’m in the ballpark. What I want to avoid is I-told-you-so vindictiveness. Respond to evil with kindness. He got that right. But not with too much kindness. That’s passive-aggressive. Certain accounts have been settled. Not balanced. Even death won’t do that.
Signed,
Andrew (Weeks)
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